Chapter 1: The Seven Deadly Sins

Before you read this, I wanted to put warnings here, so that you don't find out later and regret reading it (mainly for the first part):

there're spoilers through the story to from pretty much everywhere in the series (mainly from the past), even before it gets to it (there are spoilers in this chapter from the second -to-newest arc), so if you don't want me to accidentally spoil the plot twists for you, read or watch it and then come back. This hopefully won't ruin the story, since it will only be things the POV character knows.

I don't think I can write a pervert, so Meliodas isn't one in this, but otherwise he's the same.

The Boar Hat was filled, which was good. And while it meant more money, that wasn't what I was hoping for, really.

No, the thing I was looking forward to wasn't more money, like what an average person trying to make enough money to live wanted, though honestly, I'd do practically anything to get a life like that now. It was information.

After an… incident that happened ten years ago, I was separated from my friends and fellow knights, and the person I cared about more than anything right now, the person that kept me living as much of a normal life that I could live.

Though at the same time, this job was interesting. I probably wouldn't have had some experiences if I had decided to do something else with my time, instead.

I almost laughed. It sort of sounded like something Merlin would say. I guess I missed my friends so much that I started thinking like one of them, if that makes any sense at all.

Ever since I'd barely gotten enough money to start a tavern, I kept my ears open for any information. I even kept wanted posters up, to get people to think about it. Add in the fact that people normally want to drink enough to get drunk, and you've got an efficient way to get information without anyone finding out.

One thing I was worried about was since the Boar Hat constantly moved around so much, people would wonder. But it turned out that I didn't have to worry, because most people were too drunk to care. So in the end, alcohol really helped me, in a way.

One of the weird parts was the wanted posters. Seeing the other Sins, as we were called, looking completely different than we actually did - thanks, or not, to most of us not actually being human - felt so wrong.

And that wasn't even mentioning my poster. I knew that there was no way the people who made these wanted posters knew about either of my brothers, but the picture that apparently was of "Meliodas" showed a picture of my brother, Estarossa, instead. The wanted posters weren't colored in, it was still a little creepy.

Right when I finished someone's order, the bell rang, and I turned around to see two people standing in the doorway, but before I did, I thought it was Elizabeth.

I'll explain whoshe is later, but basically, years ago, we had both been cursed. One of the effects was having a feeling that she was nearby. Today, I'd been having that feeling, and could barely stop myself from jumping at hearing the doorbell.

"Got room for more?" one of them asked.

"Right over here," I said immediately, and turned around to a nearby table to ask, "Hey, can you move over a little?", before I walked away.

This job gave me the money I needed, and was helpful for getting information, but I was just happy I didn't accidentally activate my powers and scare my customers away.

"For such a little fella," I heard someone say, "he's one hard working waiter."

I guess he hadn't heard of the Boar Hat before, but then again, I had just came here.

"Oh, no." I turned around and stared back at him, before walking away to continue my job, because my job was more important than continuing an argument that would go nowhere. "I'm not the waiter, buddy. I'm the owner of this place."

Okay, I'll explain why he was confused. So, you remember how I mentioned that I looked younger than my wanted poster showed? It's a long story that I'll explain later, but I looked like a fourteen year old at the oldest, and about twelve at the youngest. So that should explain why it was so confusing that I ran a tavern.

"He's the owner?" he said, confused. "A young kid like that?"

I put down a pie on another table as I said to eager customers, "Alright, it's fresh from the oven: It's the meat pie that made the Boar Hat famous!" They obviously didn't know whatit was for, so they still looked excited.

"It looks great," one of the people sitting down said.

'Yeah,' I thought. 'It looks great. Looks being the most important word in that sentence.'

I kept a calm expression as the three of them are a bit of their slices together, and they threw up almost immediately.

Yeah. Even after so much time practising, I never got the hang of cooking. I mean, it tasted better than before, but I had to face the fact that I would never be a , it was funny tricking people into eating my food when they had no idea who I was. Another good reason for moving around constantly.

"You should've known," I said calmly. "Our reputation is for having really good booze, but the food? Not good."

The three of them started yelling at me at the same time, until one of them pointed out that I was wearing a sword. Well, it wasn't really a sword, but seeing the hilt tricked people into thinking that, and since it was helpful, I wasn't about to tell them. I was lucky that they hadn't included it in the poster, though.

As they stared at me, I stared at them back, and said, "Well, you guys, it looks like we've got a problem." I snapped my fingers. "Now, let's fix it."

"Come on, you call that a mess?" I heard a slightly high pitched voice say from the ground, and Hawk came from what looked like out of nowhere.

Hawk is a talking pig that I found ten years ago. He told me that he only had memories from sixteen years ago, which I'm pretty sure is too long for a pig to live, but I have some suspicions about where he was from. I met him ten years ago, and he has been living with me ever since.

So basically, I give him all the leftovers that no one eats, which is basically everything. Actually, it is everything. I didn't know why he wanted to eat it, considering it was vomit that was originally my cooking, but then it wasn't going to waste, and I didn't have to clean up, so I wasn't going to complain. And, surprisingly, he took good care of himself.

"Really," Hawk asked, "what do you need me for?"

The customers' reactions were pretty much how I thought they'd react.

"That pig," one of them stammered, "he's talking to us!"

"That's right," Hawk said almost exasperated, stopping in front of one of the vomit piles. "I'm a talking pig. Man, what a bunch of hillbillies."

"Hawk," I reminded him, "we have to get this floor cleaned."

"What a pain," he groaned, starting to chew on the vomited food while complaining.

When he finished somehow clearing the entire floor, he turned to me and said, "Next time there better be some more decent sized scraps around her, alright?"

"You know," I said casually, "I've got a family recipe for whole-roasted hog, if any of you guys are interested."

I guess Hawk got the hint, because he turned around and said, "I am so full! Those are the best scraps I've ever had!"

Though even if I tried to cook him, I doubt I would be able to. He's been in a few "almost impossible to get out" situations, but considering all the weird things I'd seen, and my suspicions, I was starting to wonder if something was protecting him from being killed.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and a man ran in, panicking.

"I saw it!" He said, and everyone's eyes turned in his direction. "I swear, I saw the Wandering Rust Knight out there!"

'Wandering Rust Knight?' I thought. I'd never heard of him, but maybe it was some other person who slowly faded into bedtime stories, just like the Sins?

"Yeah," someone agreed, "it seems like it's on everyone's minds lately."

"Come on," someone else argued, "they're just made-up stories parents use to make their children behave. If you don't do what I tell you," he said, pretending to be a parent, "then one of the Seven Deadly Sins will come for you in blood-rusted armor." He started laughing.

Oh, so that's who they meant. For some reason, people thought that this mysterious person wearing armor was one of the Sins, and I didn't understand why. I mean, I guess it could be Gowther but based on the descriptions I heard, whoever it was had a different armor than Gowther, and while he could've switched, I doubted it. And that just left me wondering who it was.

"The Seven Deadly Sins?" I asked while opening up a bottle for someone.

The people sitting at the table turned in my direction.

"You mean you've never heard of them, young tavern owner?" one of them asked.

"Their wanted posters are hanging everywhere, like those over there," someone else suggested.

Yeah, I was definitely glad they were drunk, because otherwise they would probably wonder why I had wanted posters of them, but didn't know who they were.

"When was it," the first person who talked said, "about ten years ago? Dozens of Holy Knights from all across the land were butchered so fast that they didn't even have time to defend themselves. The Seven Deadly Sins were the ones who were responsible for it. From what I've heard, the way the former Grandmaster was murdered was too gruesome for anyone to even look at. And supposedly their captain, Meliodas, was the scariest one of them all. They say he's brought down entire countries before."

"And none of them have been caught yet, have they?" one of them asked, as I filled someone's cup.

"Nope, not a single one."

"Well, I've heard rumors that they've all been dead for years now," someone else said.

I doubted any of them were dead. Ban might let himself be captured again, and the rest of them might be in hiding, but knowing my former teammates, I didn't think they were dead. And I definitely wasn't dead.

"Of course they're dead, they have to be," one of the first people who talked argued. "The new Holy Knights would never let them live after what they've done."

"Yeah, you've got a point there," someone else agreed. "Even now, with the king sick in bed, you can bet that they're still going to make sure that the kingdom stays safe for all its people."

Well, it wasn't like we were trying to endanger it. Not to mention that they were doing a really bad job, apparently.

"But those notices get updated every year," the man who ran in here protested. "Doesn't that mean that those seven criminals are still out there?"

'You work for the kingdom, and save it multiple times, and you end up remembered as criminals,' I thought. In the past ten years I'd wondered who really killed Zaratras, the old Grandmaster, but never found out.

"Yeah, well," the man who tried to explain the Seven Deadly Sins to me laughed, "some spooky knight walking around in rusty armor sounds pretty ridiculous to me. Come on!"

"I guess you're right," someone else said.

Suddenly, I heard something loud and rusty come in our direction.

"That smells an awful lot like rust to me," Hawk said. I decided that I was going to ask him how he knew that later.

That door opened slowly, and I could see someone wearing armor standing in the doorway.

My first thought was that it definitely wasn't Gowther. My second was that the feeling I'd had the entire day was stronger now, which only meant one thing.

"The Seven…" the person wearing the armor said slowly. "Deadly… Sins…"

Like they were actors for a play, everyone yelled, "It's here!" and ran out the back door.

As the mysterious person started walking towards me, I stared back, wondering if I was right.

"Now who are you?" I asked.

The person collapsed, and the helmet fell off, proving my theory. A girl with long white hair covering one eye was lying on the ground, her eyes closed. Or at least, I assumed both of her eyes were closed. Elizabeth.

"This kid is one of the Seven Deadly Sins?" Hawk said in surprise.

"Hawk," I said, ignoring him, "can you come up with me, and help me make sure that she's okay?"

But even as I walked upstairs, I couldn't stop myself from thinking: What problems did fate want to give us now?

"Where am I?" Elizabeth asked, when she woke up. Hawk had gotten some bandages and other things from the storage room, so now she was a lot better than she was before. "Excuse me, but what am I doing here?"

"Oh, yeah," I said calmly. "You walked in my bar, and then passed out cold on the floor."

"Your bar?" she asked, which made me remember when, years ago, she had asked what I wanted to do after the war, and I said I wanted to open a bar. Though, I guess it makes sense, considering what I was like before the war started.

"Yeah," I said, "the Boar Hat; it's my tavern."

"You're… the owner?"

"Is that so weird?" I asked her.

"Well, I mean… I just saw that sword on your back, so I naturally assumed…"

"Oh," I said, reaching for the hilt. "This?"

I unsheathed it, and she looked away immediately, scared, but I laughed to try to reassure her.

"Did I scare you?" I said, grinning, holding the hilt - which was basically just a hilt - in the air. Well, it had part of a blade, but only a little. "If all you see is the handle, then it looks pretty intimidating, doesn't it? Makes our customers think twice before skipping out on the bill." Which was helpful, since as I mentioned before, I (literally) can't cook to save my life.

"It's the people who waste their hard-earned money to eat your nasty cooking that I really feel bad for," Hawk commented.

Elizabeth's eyes widened, and she ran over to Hawk. "It's a talking piggy!" she said excitedly, practically hugging him. "He's so cute!"

Hawk looked a little confused, but said, "Hi, there. My name's Hawk."

"A long time ago," Elizabeth explained, while continuing to "attack" Hawk with hugs, "I pestered my father to give me a piggy like this for my birthday!"

"So," I asked her, "did you like having a pet pig?"

"I didn't get one…"

"Hey, are you feeling hungry at all?" I asked her. I didn't know why I wanted to, when I knew it would be terrible, but I guess I felt that it was one of the things I thought I could still do for her, especially since she'd gone to so much just to find me and the rest of the Sins. Well, that's what I thought she had been doing.

"It's ready!" I called, a few minutes later, when I finished making something quickly.

"First you nurse me back to health," Elizabeth said appreciatively, "and now you're feeding me… How can I possibly thank you?"

"You might want to taste that first," Hawk suggested, "before saying thanks."

"Alright," she said, swallowing a bite.

"What do you think?" I grinned as she realized why Hawk warned her. "Pretty awful, isn't it?"

"Yes," she admitted, and Hawk and I both said, "Knew it."

But then, Elizabeth started crying and I stared at her. Was my cooking so bad that it made her start crying?

"But still," she said quietly, "it's delicious. More than I can say." I wondered why. Maybe, subconsciously, she remembered something from years ago.

"So," I asked her, "what exactly were you doing walking around in that old armor?"

"I'm on a personal quest to find the Seven Deadly Sins," she said quietly.

So I was right.

"Why would you do that?" Hawk asked. "No one has any idea whether those guys are still alive or not. And they're serious villains!"

If you're wondering why I didn't tell Hawk, back then I wasn't sure who to trust, and that continued to today.

Suddenly, I heard someone banging loudly on the door/

"Open up!"I heard someone yell. "The villagers told us who's in there! We are the Order of the Beard of the Mountain Cat, serving under the Holy Knights from the foot of the mountain! Wandering Rust Knight, member of the Seven Deadly Sins; come out! And do so peacefully!"

"What's the matter with everyone today?" I wondered out loud.

"Holy Knights…" Elizabeth said quietly, worried.

I waited a minute, to see what would happen, while getting Hawk ready for something, and came out when someone else yelled, "Hey! Come out here!"

They were a few of them, and probably weren't even Holy Knight apprentices.

"What's up?" I said calmly.

"Who are you, little kid?" One of them, the first person who yelled, said.

"Well, I'm the owner of this place," I replied, knowing this conversation would get us nowhere. People say that looking young forever is a good thing, but looking so young that people don't believe anything you say gets annoying fast.

Surprisingly, he didn't question that at all. "The Wandering Rust Knights's here," he said, glaring at me. "Send him out."

I turned around and said, "Better come out."

Hawk walked out, wearing the armor Elizabeth was wearing before on his head. "Who is calling for me?" He was having too much fun doing this, if that was possible. "I'm Sir Hawk, the Rusty Knight!"

The knights stared at him for a few seconds, before one of them asked, "This pig is one of the Seven Deadly Sins?"

"Well, of course it's not!" The first one yelled.

"How about a little respect?" Hawk said. "I'm the captain of the Order of Scraps Disposal!"

"There is no such order!" He looked offended, but honestly, their name was just as bad. I wondered who came up with the names, because they've obviously not gotten better in the last ten years.

"If this pig's what you're after, then you can grill him if you want," I suggested.

"Give it a rest, will ya?!" Hawk yelled. After knowing him for years, that basically became a joke between us, a joke that, for him, got annoying.

"You little punk..." he hissed, picking me up by my collar and yelled at me, and I just stared at him. "You've got some nerve making fun of knights, like this!"

'If only he knew…' I thought.

"Allioni, look!" one of the other knights said, getting his attention. "A girl ran out the back!"

"What?!" Allioni cried, dropping me and running off. I tried to look confused, but really I told her to run out if she felt she had to earlier. Yeah, in the same minute I was using to tell Hawk the plan, which was probably the weirdest plan I'd come up with.

I sent Hawk to rescue Elizabeth, and then I ran around the small forest to meet up with them, at the edge of a small cliff.

"So why are you looking for the Seven Deadly Sins anyway?" I asked her.

"To ask them to help me stop the Holy Knights," she said softly.

"Are you serious?" Hawk asked. "Why in the world would you want to do that? The Holy Knights are the king's men. They're the knights who protect Liones! They're real heroes!"

"But…" she said, staring into the distance. "What if they were behind a plot to start a war in our country? The other day, except for the king himself, the entire royal family was arrested and is being held by the Holy Knights."

Well, that wasn't completely true, but I understood why she didn't want to tell me. If I were in her position, I would probably do something similar.

"Does that mean that the king isn't really sick in bed?" Hawk asked.

Elizabeth shook her head. "That's just a cover story the Holy Knights are using. I don't know what they think they can accomplish by driving the nation to war, but now they're drafting the people of the kingdom. They're taking men wherever they can get them, they're preparing for war everywhere you look. Soon, their reach will extend all the way out here."

"That's not good," Hawk said, and I just stared, thinking. I wished I could've done something for her, for the kingdom, but I ran away instead. Again. But I kept those thoughts inside.

"Yeah, tough break, huh," I said.

"Wow," Hawk glared at me. "You don't have any empathy at all, do you?"

"So," I reminded her while ignoring Hawk, "how does this tie in with the Seven Deadly Sins, again?"

"If there's even the slightest hope of preventing the Holy Knights from doing this," she said, turning around for a moment, "I know they're the only ones who can!"

"Just checking here," I said, to get things straight. "You're trying to find those guys, even though you know what kind of people they are?"

"The Seven Deadly Sins," she said quietly, almost to herself. "The most vile (Ouch.) order of knights the kingdom ever produced, made up of seven vicious, bloodthirsty criminals, each one branded with the mark of a beast. Ten years ago, when they were suspected of trying to overthrow the kingdom, the knights of the realm launched a full force attack, scattering them to the four winds."

"Well," I said, "If you believe the rumors, they each died a long time ago."

"Such amazing people wouldn't possibly let themselves get killed!" she protested.

I felt a dry laugh build up in my throat. I'd known so many people who never deserved to die, but they still did.

"But they are criminals, are they?" I said.

"The Holy Knights are the ones causing the suffering of the people now!" Elizabeth protested. "Long ago, when I was only five or six years old, my father would tell me stories about them, and that's when I learned that they were the most powerful Holy Knights in the kingdom!"

Suddenly, the ground collapsed (probably because of someone's magic), and I had to do everything I could to grab Hawk, Elizabeth and one of the knights who happened to be there, and then jump back up.

"Look!" one of the soldiers yelled. "It's Allioni!"

The person who destroyed the ground (Twigo?), and was probably in charge of them, glared at us.

"You, there!" He yelled as I dropped the soldier apparently named Allioni and Hawk on the ground next to me, trying to think of a plan. "How dare you survive without my say-so!" He unsheathed his sword. "I shall not be revising my death tally conclusion!"

Well, that would be good for us, so…

"Who asked you to, anyway!" Hawk yelled back.

"Hey," I asked Elizabeth quietly, "are you awake?"

"Uh, yes," she said, nodding.

"Okay," I said, "when I signal to you, run to the forest. Got it?"

"Alright," she said, standing up.

"Tell me," Twigo asked the soldiers, "which one of them would you believe to be a member of the Seven Deadly Sins?"

This was one of the times I was grateful for the posters looking completely different, and for everyone thinking I was human.

"Neither bears any resemblance to the wanted posters…" he said, looking at the three of us, but stopped when he noticed Elizabeth's earring, and started walking toward us. "Fate is smiling upon me today! The crest on that earring you're wearing is of the royal family, which means that you are Princess Elizabeth!"

Elizabeth gasped, and Hawk said, amazed, "Wait, are you really Princess Elizabeth, the third princess in the royal family?"

I looked in her direction and tried to look confused, but I knew her from when I was working as a Holy Knight for Liones.

"A decree has been issued from the capital to determine your whereabouts," Twigo said while continuing to slowly walk in our direction. "The order was to capture you alive and in healthy condition, but if you lost your life in an unfortunate accident…"

...Which was something I wanted to avoid at all costs.

"Go now!" I yelled, and she ran into the forest while saying, "I must not let myself get captured! I can't afford to give up!", but while she was running,Twigo cut down the trees, causing them to collapse on her.

My head went into panic mode, basically, and I ran in to start looking for her.

When I found Elizabeth, she was lying on the ground, but looked mostly panicky and worried but okay.

"Are you alright, Hawk?" I asked after I knew Elizabeth was okay. "You seem okay."

"Seriously?" Hawk said, shivering a little. "I'm shaved pork on a skillet!" Then he ran away to his mom, while starting to cry.

Elizabeth suddenly stood up and started walking in Twigo's direction.

"Elizabeth?" I asked. I'd seen her make really weird decisions, but this was one of the weirdest ones I'd seen. "Hey, what are you doing?"

"There's no escape," she whispered.

"Wait, hang on," I pointed out. "You just said you couldn't afford to be caught or to give up."

"But maybe if I surrender myself peacefully," she said quietly and determinedly, "he'll agree to take me back with him, and your life will be spared."

Now that I thought about it, it made complete sense that she would want to give herself up so a stranger who helped her could live. She'd always been that way, ever since I've known her.

But as she got close to Twigo, he attacked her anyway and I barely managed to pull her away before she could be hurt by his attack.

His attack cut through the ground, but she was pretty much unscathed.

"Please!" she begged me. She was lying on the ground, crying, and I couldn't do anything to help her. "Try to get away, while you still can!"

"I think he wants to make sure neither one of us gets out of here alive." I pointed out.

"Why..!" She sobbed. "I was so happy when I met you. I set out searching for the Seven Deadly Sins all alone, it was hard traveling by myself it was hard and I felt so scared. Walking around in that rusty armor, hoping nobody would recognize me, but there wasn't anybody I could turn to for help. Now, you've shown such kindness to someone you haven't even met before I don't want to see you hurt; that's why I don't want to involve you with my problems anymore, not when I don't even know your name..."

As she was talking, all I could think of was the last time I saw her like this. And then, I couldn't do anything to save her. But that would change this time. It had to.

I made sure I was smiling, and then looked up at Elizabeth again.

"Meliodas," I said, "if you really want to know."

"I don't believe it," Elizabeth stammered, and I grinned, just happy to be able to tell someone for the first time in ten years. "You can't be, how can you- you're just…"

Her eyes turned to my arm (my sleeve was probably torn, showing the dragon mark I conveniently had there), and she stared at it.

"That symbol on your arm…" Elizabeth whispered. "Some kind of beast... Wait, that's – a dragon!"

While we were talking Twigo tried to attack us, but instinctively, I grabbed my sword hilt and did what was probably my first Full Counter in ten years.

"How is this possible?!" Twigo sputtered. "My technique was flawless, I'm certain my blade struck him. But the one that actually felt the force of the blow... how could it have possibly been me?! ...And what is that in your hand, a broken blade?"

"Meliodas," Elizabeth asked, "Iis that actually who you are?"

"Wait a minute," Twigo said, starting to tremble, "now your face is beginning to look familiar. But if that is truly who you are, then how could you look exactly the same as you did?"

"Alright," I said, preparing to fight him, "times up, figured it out yet?"

Twigo's eyes widened. "No, it can't be! And yet," he said while swinging his sword, "you still dare to exist!"

I swung my sword easily in a motion that was basically instinct now, Countering Twigo's attack.

"Conclusion," Twigo breathed, before my attack flung him in the air, "this incomprehensible, extraordinary power is that of the legend!"

I sheathed my sword hilt and turned to Elizabeth.

"Well," I said, "Elizabeth, I guess this means you've found your first sin. So listen, as for as the six others go, I've got some business to discuss, so I've started looking for them myself, I've been using the tavern as a way to gather information, but if I had someone else to help me, I'll be we'll see a lot of info coming our way. How about it, are you coming with us?"

Tears started covering Elizabeth's face, but she looked happier now. "Yes."

Suddenly, a large, green pig came out from what looked like nowhere.

"Perfect timing, isn't it, guys!" Hawk shouted from the top, and tossed down a rope ladder.

"Hey, way to go, Hawk's mom," I said while climbing the ladder, and somehow managing to hold Elizabeth enough to steady her on the ladder.

I heard Hawk yell, "Wait, I'm the one who brought her!

"Alright," I said, grinning, "then, let's head out for the next town, alright. Hawk's Mom, up to you now."

As Hawk's mom picked a direction, I stared into the distance, wondering what would happen. Would I find the other Sins? Would Elizabeth die another death I couldn't prevent? Or would this be the last time this cycle continued?

Either way, the only way to find out was to keep moving. After all, that was the only way to keep the promise I had made too many years ago.

Notes:

This is an idea I had for at least two weeks, and decided to do it because if you check, there are no 7DS novelizations (At least, I haven't found one, and I've looked several times). The closest thing to it is the light novels, but they're not the main story.

Since there are some things that are manga-only, and some things that are anime-only, I think I'm going to add both of them (mostly), so that it's a mix of both.

I wanted to change my writing schedule, so I'm going to put it here, and I'll put it on the next MaR chapter just in case.

I think, so far, I want to do MaR and this fanfiction every other week, but I might change it. If I do change it, I'll try to put it at the end of a chapter, like this.

(Also, by the way, please don't talk about the newest arc in the review because I'm halfway done and I need to catch up)

Meliodas's thoughts are just what I thought he was thinking then (my headcanon for why he can hide his emotions so well is because of his training to become the leader of the Ten Commandments and, eventually, the next Demon King).

The talking-like-Merlin thing was something I decided to add when I realized something I wrote/typed kind of sounded like something she would say.

I mentioned Meliodas barely having enough money to start the Boar Hat because he mentions later that he had to sell his Sacred Treasure, Lostvayne, to afford the Boar Hat in the first place.

I couldn't resist adding the Meliodas's-poster-looks-like-Estarossa thing (Especially since Estarossa is Mael, and not really Meliodas's brother, which makes it even more confusing), because if you had a wanted poster that looked like one of your brothers, who you haven't seen in 3,000 years, you would probably have a similar reaction.

I decided to make the you-go-can-kill-Hawk thing into a way Meliodas likes to tease him, andI can put Meliodas's suspicions of who Hawk really is in there.

Meliodas being able to (basically) sense that Elizabeth is nearby comes from when they're in the maze and both of them can tell that they're close by.

Edit: Boar Hat was autocorrected to Boat Hat, but I changed it back.

Meliodas is thinking about good people dying because of the people who died in the first Holy War, in Danafall, and other times Nakaba Suzuki hasn't mentioned yet.

And I don't own any of 7DS at all, Nakaba Suzuki does.